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edajcheel · 11 months

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TW: Yandere.

Preview: a KIINNNDDAA short wip of Jade Leech and Sebastian Michaelis as both of your butlers

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thinking about how Sebastian Michaelis and Jade Leech would be such a good pair of manipulative, cunning, and devious butlers. 🫣

Thinking about how they'd be there for you on every beck and call. Thinking about how they would convince you that the outside world is–

"It could possibly hurt you, my young mistress." Jade would recite, over thousands of times.

"There's dangers out there that you couldn't by any chance avoid without us." Sebastian would add on.

But oh, you plead and pleaded. But to no avail, they'd never stand for it, and would chastise you for asking them of something that has no necessity.

"My mistress, have you not seen the newspapers that recall the murders of the unfortunates outside? You wouldn't want to become them, yes?" Jade would ask, while he brushes your hair of all knots and tangles.

"Then please, refrain from asking that of us again. We only worry for your fragile health." Sebastian places the tea cup infront of you. The enticing aroma would deprive you of all your worries and stress as you took a sip.

But... As soon as they were gone, and had left you alone for your duties and work, you couldn't help but look outside from your window.

What would the outside air smell like? How would it feel? What would it be like, if not your butlers– but you– took care of the flowers on your own? What would the air smell like after it rained? What would the rain feel like? Is the light of the sun that refreshing up close?– just like how the weekly newspaper described it? Is the moon that beautiful?– You've never seen the moon out before considering your butlers would close all curtains before 9 o'clock.

Just one time, you promised, one time. No one will ever know.

... It was midnight, and dark. But the night was welcoming of you. The wind flew across your face, the trees and flowers danced with it. You could faintly hear the croaks of a Raven. You spy an owl perched on top of a tree branch, staring directly at you. But most importantly, the moon would shine above, interfering with everything and everyone underneath it. It's relaxing, subtle light– opposite of the sun that guides the people through the day– would give in to the creatures of the night.

That's when you decide, I'll definitely sneak out more often.

"My, what's the young mistress doing out so late?" A smooth, but firm English accent spoke.

You flinched and quickly spun around to face the man that stuck up behind you, only to find out it's Sebastian. You inhale unsteadily, his eyes had the burning disappointment in them that you didn't want to see.

"I-I-... I'm so sorry..! I just got so curious.. i- uhm.." You fumbled over your sentence very ungracefully as you look down in shame.

"What a rebellious young mistress you are, don't you think it would hurt our feelings to see you disobey our worries for you?" Jade coo'ed, stepping into your line of sight, a frown on his face as he faked sadness.

"No! I do appreciate the worry... and I'm sorry for just going out without any permission or protection." You looked over at Jade, taking his bait of sadness in stride.

"Oh, truly, do you think we would change our mind about you going outside even if you had permission or protection?" Sebastian eerily chuckled. His blood-red eyes— similar to the beautiful color of a rose— pierced your own eyes, as if looking for the essence of your soul.

You fidgeted with your fingers, trembling in fright in front of your two tall, and atrociously handsome butlers. Even if you were their Young Mistress, it seemed like they always were the true ones in control of you.

They took care of you when you were abandoned, they accepted you. They did all the little things that you could not do. They protected you from dangers. They were always the first ones to come to your rescue. You were their damsel in distress, and they would save you million more times over, and this is the 'thank you' they get?

Bloody hell, you felt terrible for sneaking out like this.

"... I really am sorry for all the trouble I've caused you two. I realize that both of you were only worried for me.. I'm sorry for being so selfish." You shook with each little cry. Little small droplets of your tears splashed into the cement underneath you.

"I-.. I really am.. I'll do anything to make up for it." You slowly raised your head and looked at both of your butlers. With your blurry vision, you could only find the satisfied smiles on their faces.

Smiles of relief that you finally understand them? Or smiles of deeper and darker secrets that you didn't know?

"It'd be a waste to refuse such a kind offer." Jade grinned, though his strange– heterochromia eyes were staring down at you, it seemed like those eyes were seeing something way different.

"You are quite right, Mr. Leech. We will wholeheartedly accept your proposal to make up for your mistakes."

Who would dare to refuse such a great chance in their hands anyway? A gamble, many would say.

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Okay. This turned out longer than I thought it would be. 🫢🫢

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earlsirius · 10 months

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howlers knock at midnight.

jade leech’s admiration breaches on that of a predator with it’s prey.

chills run down your spine, something — no, someone has been following you, learning everything possible about you. his face shows no hint of this of course, he’s unpredictable, an enigma. you won’t have the slightest clue that deep down, he’s smitten with you. your warm smile that makes him want to preserve that moment in his mind forever. his sharp toothy smile that spreads warmth throughout your body. he’ll tease you at any given chance, knowing that his heart races just slightly faster when you react positively to his antics. this of course, you won’t know — at least not yet. he has to win your heart over first, completely and fully. and jade is never one to back down. so, just be a dear and fall for him already, won’t you?

#twst fanfic #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #jade leech x reader #jade leech x y/n #The Butler Retrospective

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misakidraconia · 8 months

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Hai richieste?

Hi dears, I'm Misaki and I decided to write for these fandoms

.❥Akuneko

.❥Twisted Wonderland

.❥Paradox live

.❥Servamp

.❥Hazbin hotel

.❥Mahoyaku

.❥Yumekuro

.❥Tgfc(Heaven official blessing)

For now I could add something else later

If you have any requests please come forward I accept both sfw and nsfw꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

I will not write incest, things with milfs or sugar daddies, abuse of any kind However, if you have any fantasies, don't hesitate to ask, in case I could tell you if I feel comfortable or not Both

.❥headcanons and mini stories are fine

Headcanons a maximum of 3-4 characters

I will write mostly with fem readers but if requested I could also do gender

I will try to be as constant as possible as much as the school allows me 😂

Minors should not interact with content +18 I warned you (⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠)

And give space to your imagination and make me a request, what are you waiting for?(⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Advertise me guys 🥰If you like and if you like what I will write

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sleekervae · 1 year

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Past Lives [0.6]

Masterlist

A/N: Mmhm. I went indulgent with this one. Oooh boy, like full detail, full emotion

Also, this is the playlist I listened to while writing this, highly recommend

Warnings: smut ahead

Dinner was delicious, little alcohol was consumed because they both agreed dealing with a hangover in the morning wasn't favourable for either of them. They said goodbye to their friends at the end, none of them the wiser of what was transpiring between Austin and Jade. Florence herself was too drunk to even notice Austin waiting in the shadows.

They started walking, where to they weren't sure really but it was in the general vicinity of Jade's hotel. The city was still abuzz with traffic, both foot and on the road, though there was a glow lacking from the shops. It was peaceful, however. Jade and Austin fell into step with one another, the silence thick but comfortable.

Her mind was half lust now, half sadness and she kept glancing at the scenery around them to distract her. Every now and then she'd meet Austin's eyes or -- better yet -- catch him observing something on the block with some inquisitive excitement and it pushed her further towards the idea of letting go. Their kiss, however brief it felt, had made her heart race again, everything else but his deep scent and the burn on her waist fading away.

"Are you a cat or a dog person?" Austin asked, effectively snapping her attention back to him.

"I'm sorry?" she quirked an eyebrow.

"I don't think we ever talked about it. You strike me as a dog person," he laughed.

"I don't know, we had a dog when I was younger. I always wanted a bunny, though," she grinned back.

"A bunny?" he chuckled.

"Yeah! They travel well, they love to play. And they're pretty eco-friendly, too," she replied.

"I see," he nodded, looking her up and down, "Yeah, yeah you strike me as a bunny person,"

"A bunny person? What's so bunny-like about me?" she asked, becoming more and more intrigued.

"I don't know," he simpered, blushing as he continued to babble on, "You travel well, you like to play, and I assume you recycle too,"

Jade smirked, "Play in what way?" she giggled.

Austin chuckled sheepishly, "Never mind," he replied, "You think you might want to adopt one now?"

"Maybe," she shrugged back, "I also always wanted a horse when I was younger -- said every little girl ever,"

"A horse might be a little bit harder to squeeze into an apartment," he said, "You ever ride?" he winked.

"A horse? No," she sighed, the desire to tease him building. She raised her eyebrow and watched him, "Can't say the same for some significant others,"

Austin swallowed hard, laughing under his breath. Her lips were pouty as she smiled at him confidently, lashes fluttering softly.

"Tell me something you haven't told me yet," he drawled.

Jade simpered, "Aside from all the other embarrassing stuff I've told you?" she asked, her head rolling back to look up at the sky.

"Give me one,"

"... I think Marvel is stupidly overrated," she declared.

"Very valid," he laughed.

"I've trained myself to get good at sleeping on planes. I'm on them enough. And..." she started to laugh nervously, "I um -- I was taking pole classes for a while,"

Austin raised an eyebrow, "Pole classes? As in...?"

"Pole dancing," she giggled shyly, "It's really good cardio!"

"Interesting," he noted in a way that only made her speak quicker to ignore his smirk.

"And I really dug your performance in The Iceman Cometh..." she admitted.

Austin nearly tripped over himself at her declaration, his chest warming again, "You came to see the show?" he asked, almost incredulous to the notion.

"Well... I was on tour. But a friend went to see it and she filmed some parts. I know, it's a taboo in a theatre, whatever," she simpered, "He sent me some of the clips and you were just phenomenal,"

"Thank you," he smiled, "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Why didn't you come and say 'hi' at Coachella?" she queried in response, feigning insult.

Austin nodded sheepishly, "Ah, very fair," he mumbled, now worried he had offended her.

"You know I don't hold that against you, right?" she asked, "I'm just playing,"

Her assurance put him at ease, he rolled his eyes, slinging his arm around her shoulders, "I think a bunny would suit you very well," She gasped happily at the notion.

"Okay, it's your turn," she decided, "Something you haven't told me yet,"

"Hmm," he looked up at the sky as he racked his brain, "I taught myself how to play drums,"

"Really?"

"I mean -- I'm not great at it. But I can carry a tempo," he said.

"So, if I ever needed a swap in for my band?" she smirked.

"Just give me the time and place," he simpered back, "Lemme' see... I once lost a bet and I had to sit through a Saw marathon,"

She gasped, "Nooo!"

"Yep," he nodded regretfully.

"All in one sitting?"

"I've never fully recovered," he admitted.

"What an asshole friend!" she exclaimed, "Even I'm not that mean!"

"You still like horror movies?" he asked.

"Not the super gory ones. The one I did with Flo was fun, but I've been kinda' growing out of it," she shrugged, "I think that means I'm fearless now?"

He laughed jovially, "Well, great! That means you can protect me!" he decided.

"Nay, fair squire! Doth shall never know thy terror of a poor budget slasher film when in my presence," she teased back.

He pulled her closer to him, partially to keep out the chilly nip in the air, but also just because he could, "My knight in shining armour,"

Jade allowed herself the luxury of staying in his embrace, no matter how fleeting it may be. She was endeared by his consistent humility, and how easily it was to make him go red. He couldn't help but smile back at her elation, fighting the urge to corner her against the wall again.

They slowed down as they approached Jade's hotel, the doormen had retired for the night and the hedge lights dimmed low. Jade had done many a foolish thing in her life, too many for her to count on one hand. Bringing Austin back to her hotel may count as another bullet on her list.

She still wasn't sure how they'd gotten to his point, all rational thought fleeting when they'd agreed to have one last night cap. The hotel bar was closed and the night clerk didn't give them a second glance as the pair slipped into the elevator, acting as orderly as they could muster.

They stood on opposite sides of the elevator, and Jade tried to focus on anything other than Austin: the buttons on the door, the ceiling tiles shining down, the mirror reflecting themselves back at them. Austin leaned against the wall, watching her intently, he could sense pick off how rigid and tense she'd become, her gaze pinned to the floor as he tried to meet it.

He let out a shaky breath, running a hand through his hair, his teeth biting the inside of his lip and he shut out thoughts of Jade he perhaps shouldn't have been. The silence between them was thick and unbearable, they both recalled how unorderly they'd been again. Unorderly, inappropriate, deliciously fun...

Austin couldn't stand the silence now, the complete contrast of the street, the vast opportunity for so much to be said and done was being confoundedly wasted by their won reluctance to cave. His self control and his attraction for her were battling it out hard. He stared at the panelled ceiling above their heads, his shoes, and then he found her face again, drawn to her features like a magnet.

"Jade..." he sighed. She graced him with a stare, her fingernails digging into her palm in a clenched fist as she processed her self control slipping away. They ascended floors slowly, time dragging out for the inevitable.

And then, what little of his self control had left vanished, and Austin strode forward to close the gap between them, her back pushed against the wall. His hands found her face without apology, the curve of her jaw slotting perfectly into his palm and though she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze for fear she may combust, she leant into it so naturally, so comfortable. Jade's gaze shifted between her hands pressed into his chest to his eyes, the cool, shadowing blues she found melting her entirely and she had just about managed to catch her breath before Austin's lips were on hers, stealing away every thought with the way he moved them.

Her body thrummed with electricity, caught off guard, fluttering on the edge, her brain telling her how wrong it was but her heart pulsating at the speed of a bullet train. His hands slipped down to the sides of her neck to keep her close, instantly needing more form her, and he was willing to give it all in return if she let him. Her lips tasted like wine, ginger and decadence and he allowed himself as much as he could possibly get, so lost in her and yet so aware of the moment slipping away beneath his finger tips.

He then suddenly remembered who he was, who she was, and what he was doing -- and he flinched away abruptly, regretfully leaving her lips empty. His fingers trembled at her neck, his brows creasing with a look of genuine concern, terrified he'd crossed her boundary again.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he huffed, puffing for breath, his forehead coming to rest against hers, "I'm so sorry," he repeated, not having found the strength to let go of her.

His lust contradicted his rationality over and over, he needed more of her but he knew the risks should he spend another moment with his mouth on hers. Jade let out a small laugh, making his heart thrum in a way it shouldn't.

"It's okay," she assured, though her voice was shakier then she intended. She tried to process the fact that his lips had been on hers again for the third time in twenty-four hours, how good it had felt, how familiar it was and how she didn't want him to stop.

"We're really not good at this responsibility stuff, are we?" she giggled, trying to lighten his mood.

He managed a comforting smile, "No. No we are not," he nodded, "But I don't want to spook you again, Jade,"

"I don't want to spook you!" she laughed incredulously, "And I don't want you to think I have any expectations of you,"

"I understand," his hands dropped to his sides, "You know that saying, right? Right person, wrong time?" His gaze was intense, cool sky blue, wide, searching for some sort of answer in her sweet face.

"It rings true," she said, "But... the time could be right, just for tonight?" her lips curled with an illicit joy, her heart pounding in her ears.

Austin stared back at her blankly, eyebrows twisted in confusion, as though he hadn't heard her or he'd blacked out entirely.

"Are you sure?" he asked tentatively.

Her whole body trembled with fear of the unprecedented, though she didn't waste a second longer revelling in her insecurities. Instead, she nodded confidently as she propelled herself forward with her desire and brought his lips down hers.

It took a moment for Austin to react, though when he did he moved against her with fervid determination. He'd tried his best to resist this, but right now he was too tired to try. He was so fed up of wallowing in second thoughts and guilt and his own depression, he had spent an entire year locking himself away and Jade was releasing him again. He could give in to his desire fully without fear of consequence. He shuddered against her as one of her hands found its way to the back of his neck, her long nails scratching along the shorter hairs and the sensitive skin. That shudder made her all the more ravenous for him.

His hands found her hips again, digging tightly into her to pull her against him, needing her beyond closer. Their kiss was hungrier now, open mouthed and desperate. His tongue danced effortlessly with hers, his breath hot at the back of her throat as he clutched at her dress, already torturing himself with the idea of what she looked like beneath it. Austin was unable to collect a single thought, form a simple sentence, find some string of words that could summarize the complexity of what he was feeling for her.

They only stopped to catch their breath when the elevator dinged and the doors slid open, beholding the hall to Jade's floor. Jade was completely enthralled with the dazed look in his eyes, becoming addicted to the bashful giggle shuttering against her mouth as he pecked her lips again. His thumb brushed under her lips, swollen from the intensity of their kiss.

"Are you sure?" he mumbled again, no fussing made as her hands pushed to slide his jacket off.

She nodded confidently, caught on the darkness of his faze before she managed to reply with a breathless, "Yes,"

Austin nodded in relief and disbelief, his shoulders slouching with the need for her, the idea of having her a way he never could've imagined suddenly so tantalizing and so delicious, the notion was threatening to tear him apart. He kissed her once more, smiling like a fool before stepping back so he could follow her trembling figure into the hall.

Jade was only thankful her room wasn't too far from the elevator, each step feeling like she would slip at every movement with how jittery she was. Rummaging through her bag for her key was a struggle to say the least, with Austin cornering her against the door and splaying gentle kisses across her neck. She gasped triumphantly when she finally found her keycard and opened the door, pulling Austin inside and flicking the lights on without missing a beat.

He squared his hips against hers, following her every step and maintaining his touch on her somewhere at all times. They tossed their jackets aside, Jade fumbling backwards towards the bed as Austin suddenly tripped over the corner of her suitcase. She caught him before he could take a fall, laughing amusedly against his lips as her fingers curled around his neck to hold him near. Their heartbeats thudded against each other.

Austin felt as though he had the wind knocked out of him, suddenly falling back and landing bottom-first onto her bed. Only then did he take a moment to breathe, to take her in as a whole. Austin's eyes had completely clouded over with lust, his senses overwhelmed by her and it must've shown in his expression.

"Are you okay?" she asked, a swarm of nerves still biting at her, her eyes were wide and curious.

"Yeah Jade -- I'm fine," he sighed, though he had to question the reliability of his own answer as he pulled her down into his lap and took her in another kiss; her nimble fingers beginning to unbutton his shirt. Her own lips moved to his jaw and descended down his neck, her warm hands now free to roam his toned chest for the first time. He helped in pulling his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, tossing it aside in some miscellaneous corner of the room.

He was annoyed with her dress being in his way, pulling the long material over her thighs and up her waist. She gathered the material, pulling her dress and her grey long sleeve over her head so she was sitting in just her underwear; a simple black t-shirt bra and sleek red panties complimented by the plethora of floral and dainty tattoos.

She carefully studied Austin's face for the reaction she craved, some his nod of approval more important to her than she'd realized. Her fingers grazed across his jaw, she watched his eyes flutter softly as he ran his hands over her olive skin; long fingers traveled up her sides, stroking down her stomach, squeezing her thighs, slowly processing her before him. He wanted to kiss every inch of her, cherish her, assure her how incredible she was to him.

He fumbled to undo her bra, the soft fabric revealing more skin. It took longer than he'd have liked out of sheer nervousness, any cocky confidence he'd had quickly dissipated into smoke now that he'd found themselves here. Jade held her breath as he brought the straps down her arms, biting his lips at the sight of her perfect breasts. He cupped them gently, thumbs smoothing over the sheeny kin. Jade let go of Austin's chin to steady herself on his firm shoulders, her eyes slipping shut as he skimmed her nipples. He flicked them back and forth, rolled them, taking his time to ensure he could enjoy everything about her.

She let out a raspy sigh, her head lolling to the side and her fingertips squeezed his shoulders, "Shit..."

No stranger to teasing back, she slipped her hand into his pants and under his boxers, stroking over his head. She moved her fist slowly up and down his shaft, hiding her face in the crook of his neck as his breathing became erratic.

He was becoming obsessed with the way she responded to his touch, how she her touch was addicting, her hums and his sighs of pleasure more dizzying than any alcohol he could consume.

"How bad do you want this?" he drawled.

Her smile turned coy, answering his question as he took one of his hands and placed it on the inside of her thigh, "You tell me,"

Austin took her on it like a challenge, slipping his fingers higher up her smooth skin and tentatively stroking over the soft silk of her panties. She couldn't hold back her shudder as he stroked her over and over, the heat from her body was intoxicating and she smelled so heavenly that Austin never wanted to let her go. She lifted herself up so he could slide her underwear off, fully vulnerable before him, but the nerves dissipated as he swiped his middle finger up her slit. A small moan slipped from her throat, inhaling quickly.

"Fuck," he breathed out, "You're absolutely beautiful," and he continued to tease her, pushing into her little by little while he thumbed at her clit. Her hips undulated over him, matching his pace and wishing he move a little faster.

"And you're overdressed," she whispered, her chest unable to keep a steady pattern of breath.

He was taken off guard for just a moment, glancing down at his slacks with a dark chuckle. His fingers withdrew from her clit, much to her chagrin as she mewled in protest.

"How rude of me," he shifted so she would sit on the bed. She watched him stand and push down his pants, eyes traveling over the clear outline of his bulge inches boxers, her head beginning to spin. Jade was desperate, wanted to level the playing field a little. She reached out to touch him, smoothing over the warmth radiating off his skin and teasing the hem of his boxers with her finger, slipping underneath the fabric and snapping the elastic back. He simpered, amused with her toying, determined to wipe that smirk off of her face if it killed him.

His boxers were the next to go, though he waited for a moment as he took her in. Austin couldn't wrap his head around how beautiful and sweet she was, even when her expression and intentions were less than such. There was a split second of insecurity, he thought. A short moment of hesitation when he could see in Jade's eyes, she was thinking of covering herself. But she kept her shoulders square.

"What?" she laughed softly, bringing a knee up to cross over the other.

"Are you sure about this?" he cleared his throat, "Because we can stop if you want,"

Her chest tightened a little, her subconscious wondering if maybe he was having second thoughts, "I don't. But if you --"

"I don't," he assured, "I just -- I just don't want you to think I just want sex from you --"

"Austin," she chuckled, "I'm not asking you to marry me, I just want you to fuck me. It's okay,"

She was so brazen and yet so promising. He nodded slowly, taking a mental snapshot of the way she was shaking her head at him, her teeth biting down on her lip to keep back her bashful giggles, "Maybe you should take a picture?" she joked.

"Maybe I will?" he crawled over her, pressing searing kisses across her chest and down her stomach.

"Do it, and I'll kill you right here," her voice was airy, and he took it an ask ask to please hurry up and do... something. To push her legs wide open with his hands gripping under her thighs. She was wet and slick under his fingers, smooth and soft, he couldn't help but reach out and give her a taste. Her butt fit perfectly in his palm, his fingers tickling across her hips and up her side to fondle her breast. He wanted to absorb her into him and lick her dry, that was for his own satisfaction more than hers.

Her back arched as he pressed his tongue into her clit, her squirming stilled as he held her down by her hips. Her nails carded through his hair, scratching pleasantly in time to her hips rocking into him, she whimpered impatiently when he slipped a finger inside her.

It had been so long since Jade had felt this way, taken care of and treasured, and she tried to savour the moment, trying to calm herself so she wouldn't come too quickly. Had he always been so good at oral? Did he figure it out on his first go or did he work his way up? Jade's thoughts rattled off like ping pong as she watched him, the arm holding her open tense and she could pick out every freckle, every muscle rippling.

"Jade," he leaned back a little to kiss the inside of her shaking thigh. He took a deep breath, "Don't come yet," he lips brushed across her folds and his tongue dipped into her again. She squeezed her eyes shut, fingers clawing at the sheets to grasp for some stability. This wasn't fair.

"Austin," she tried to move but he held her down.

"Wait -- just a minute," and he sucked -- oh, God yes.

"Austin --"

"One minute,"

"I can't --"

"Yes you can,"

"I hate you,"

"No you don't," she really wished she did.

His voice ruined her, raw and husky, and edging on possessive. And he pumped his finger faster within in and she wanted to scream so badly. He devoured her wholly, flickering hard and fast against her clit and stroking just right in her channel. She lost her own battle as a sharp, tingling pleasure shot up her spine and down to her toes, the air knocked out of her chest as she was coming in airy moans and slow, strong contractions. Austin's chest tightened; he wanted to fuck her so badly, but he also could come from just watching her. He wanted to make her do that again; and he would have too if she didn't push him gently back so she could regain her self composure.

His sullen glance of compliance was replaced with rabid desire as she pulled him up. She was probably thinking the same as he had, never the less settling his weight on his forearms as he kissed her hard.

It was then she realized she was still wearing her stupid ankle socks. How lame, she thought to herself, praying that Austin hadn't noticed. But he was kissing her so good and she couldn't make herself care enough as she was still so sensitive, and it felt so nice to kiss him like this.

"Can I have you?" he chuckled, teetering on impatient. The smile playing on his lips made her heart skip a beat. Her head fell back against the sheets.

"Can you?" she pushed his hair out from his eyes, admiring his accentuated hairline, the smooth curve of his ears, the patched of stubble he'd missed when shaving, the crinkles around his eyes and all of the little details that made Austin so unequivocally handsome.

"Yeah," he muttered, hands squeezing her butt, "I want you,"

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." she giggled, feigning nonchalance with a shrug.

His fingers tickled up her sides and linked with hers, his body weight over her was heavy and he was so warm. He could feel his heart pounding at rapid speed as he aligned himself to her, rocking his hips to tease, nudging his head against her opening, and slipped inside of her.

They both exhaled. Austin brushed the tip of his nose across hers, smiling gently.

"Hi,"

"Hi," she smiled back.

Jade felt pliant, it didn't hurt but he wasn't too much for her. He felt just right; rocking into her at a steady rhythm and eliciting the most incredible sensations within her. He groaned into her neck, his entire body trembling with tension, so overwhelmed with how good she felt around him.

She bit down on his shoulder, sweltering under his abdomen, the echo of his breathing in her ear blaring like an alarm. He kissed her collarbone, lips brushing across the flower tattoo there, moving up to bite gently at her ear. She shivered beneath him, her walls contracting, squeezing him to keep him hard within her. In the span of just a few seconds his thrusts went from shy, exploratory, to quick and all-eclipsing. His hand slid into the small of her back, lifting her into him as he filled her again, and again, and again, rubbing deliciously inside of her. Pleasure reverberated up her spine.

"Is this okay?" he mumbled against her ear, making no measure to slow himself. She felt too good for him to initiate any self control.

She couldn't answer at first, nothing past a sharp gasp as pressure built within her.

"Jade --" he rasped.

"Yes," she cried out, her hips inclining up and she clenched around him, "Austin -- fuck yes!"

And with that, the last of his control fizzled out. A crude noise left his lips and he shuddered, pumping hard and breathing fast against her skin. Jade felt his orgasm searing within in, a scalding pleasure filling her as he trembled on top of her.

His hand came down on her hop to hold her into the mattress as he silently gathered all the energy he had left, kissing her with a ferocity she hadn't experienced before. Her walls fluttered as he delivered a series of hard, drawn out and sloppy thrusts, so sensitive and sore against her but he wanted to feel her come around him.

And then she couldn't hold out any longer, breaking their kiss as she fell into the elation of her own orgasm, the sensation she'd chased worth the wait. Austin slowed his thrusts to a halt, holding her close as she shivered beneath him.

His head fell against her shoulder, a heavy groan leaving him and he gently kissed the clammy skin. Her own whimpers were soft and fragile, strands of hair plastered against her forehead and he was gentle as he pushed them back. He pressed another kiss to her forehead, shifting onto his back to settle down.

She slowly turned her head to meet his gaze, one hand still interlocked with his but her free one she massaged through his hair, laughing to herself, "You don't know how much I needed that,"

He chuckled back and shifted closer, his muscles tired and sore, but he felt deliciously satisfied as he muttered back, "Me too,"

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merakiui · 2 months

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Hello! Could I request flower bouquet from the miscellaneous menu.. And as for the dynamic, I'm quite indecisive on that regard, but I recall you saying it's fine to let you chose? Forgive me if I'm wrong. I'd like to order that with red velvet cupcakes & banana pudding from the midnight menu for Jade Leech, with an AFAB reader. If you are unable to do this, it is completely understandable. I hope your day/night goes well, and may you take care.

yandere!jade leech x (female) reader cw: yandere, nsfw, non-con, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, kidnapping, slight angst, royalty au (princess!reader x butler!jade) note - thank you for checking in, dearest guest! enjoy your order! [lunar love hotel]

It’s well past midnight when Jade finds you in the garden. He spots you milling about aimlessly beneath a stone archway. Greenery twists up the rough surface; vines spotted with tiny flowers drape like fruit from a bough. Moonlight paints you in strokes of silvery magnificence, a breathtaking sight even the most skillful painter could never hope to replicate on a canvas. Even though it’s the middle of summer, there’s a fierce bite to tonight’s temperature. It’s in his nature to protect, a bodyguard and a butler in one, which is precisely why he frets when he notices you’re dressed in a thin nightgown and a silk robe.

You’re stunning regardless of your attire. He’s always thought so. A hopeless observation, for you have never belonged to him and thus those words will remain a scandal under lock and key.

“My lady?” He approaches with even steps, his voice a gentle whisper. Despite his best efforts, you still flinch at his sudden arrival. He bows respectfully, a hand held over his heart. “Forgive me for startling you. I noticed you weren’t in bed when I came to check on you, and so I thought I might find you here.”

“Am I really so predictable?”

“Quite.” He chuckles at the pout that twists on your lips. “Admittedly, my advantage is rather unfair. I’ve known you long enough to commit all of your habits and haunts to memory.”

“You’re too good. It’s not fair…”

“Is everything all right?” Jade moves to shrug his tailcoat off, aiming to drape it across your shoulders for extra layering, but you stop him. “My lady?”

“I’m not cold. Thank you, though.”

Jade nods slowly and slides his arms back into the sleeves. “May I ask what’s keeping you up? It’s unlike you to visit the garden so late.”

“It’s nothing major. Just thinking too much about too many things. If that makes any sense…”

He hums in acknowledgement. You fidget on your bare feet. Some days Jade thinks you’d wander to your death if it weren’t for him. Having suspected this, he made sure to bring your shoes. Guiding you to the marble bench at the end of the pathway, where the space opens into a clearing enclosed with shaped shrubbery, Jade lowers to his knees.

“A princess shouldn’t dirty her feet so carelessly,” he reminds you, taking hold of your foot and gingerly sliding your shoe on.

You frown at him. “Does it matter?”

“In polite society, yes, very much so.”

“Polite society is the worst. How am I meant to frolic in the flowers as the fairy tales intended if I can’t even take my shoes off for such a thing?”

“You may do so in your dreams.”

“It’s not the same.”

Jade gazes at your legs from where he kneels. Should his gaze climb any higher… He snuffs that thought before it can take root. “Perhaps not, but the world within a dream is lenient and lawless. You’re free to break every rule you desire.”

He offers you his arm and you take it. Lifting you from the bench, he walks with you and admires lush blossoms alongside you. Sweet is the night breeze, bringing recollections of a childhood that has long since fled. Watching you, future heir to the throne, from afar, an unimportant butler-in-training… You’ve always been his world—the center of his vision. The single flower in a garden infested with weeds.

What he’d do to pick you and put you in a pot of his own making. To keep you solely because it is the whim of a selfish heart caught up in foolish, one-sided limerence.

“What would you do? In your dreams, I mean. If you could experience any dream, what would it be?”

Jade peers at you, taken aback. “You’re asking me?”

“No, I’m asking the flowers.” Playfully, you reach up to pat his head. He leans down to meet your hand halfway, a smile gracing his features. How fervently he wishes you would touch him with more purpose. If only your individual stations were not so far apart. If only he could become your equal just for tonight and know rapture under your fingertips. “Yes, Jade, I’m asking you.”

It’s not a calculated risk, for he knows the outcome will never be in his favor, but he acts on impulse anyway. He seizes your hand. You flinch away, surprised by this forthright display, but he holds firm. He’s determined to see this through to the end, even if it lands him a heart more shattered than when he began.

“I would become a prince and marry you.”

Much to his chagrin, you laugh. “That’s quite the lofty dream. A funny one, too.”

He squeezes your hand, insistent. “That is the truth.”

“It’s not.” You meet his mismatched stare. “It… It’s not, right? Surely you jest.”

“I have always admired you, my lady.” Testing his limits, he brings your hand to his lips and kisses your knuckles. “Though you may be forever out of my reach and I may be but a mere servant, that does not stop me from loving you any less.”

Your face falls. There is no reciprocation to be found in your gaze. He suspected this from the beginning, but it does nothing to soothe the sting.

He grasps your other hand, hoping to bestow a kiss to it as well, but you jerk away so quickly that you trip over your feet and land in a heap on the grass. He doesn’t make any move to help you up. Not yet, at least. Lying sprawled on your back, you watch him with uncertain eyes.

“How long?”

“The day your father rescued me and brought me in—you offered your hand to me, and you told me I would never know the dangers of the sea again.” Jade stands over you, observing the many emotions flickering on your face, before lowering to your height. He straddles you with ease. “I had never known such kindness until then.”

“Ah, right… I remember that day. You were injured so severely they put you on bedrest. You had to learn how to walk all over again.”

“In spite of everything they told you about me, you visited me regardless. Every day, at every hour, to bring snacks and toys. To cheer me up. To wish for my swift recovery. To act as my crutch. For that, I am forever grateful.” His hands slide your nightgown up, and he feasts on the sight of your panties—on the way you draw your thighs together to hide from him. “I have always stood dutifully by your side, hoping to repay you for all that you’ve done for me.”

You look delicate in the grass, your robe slipping from your shoulders. Like a pinned butterfly or an angel having just fallen from the sky, you’re a sugared fantasy brought to life.

“Jade.” You grab at his shoulders and push back weakly; he doesn’t budge. “We… We shouldn’t. I can’t. If someone were to see—”

“They won’t.”

“Yes, but I—” you turn away from him, worrying your lip between your teeth— “I can’t, Jade… I’m betrothed. F-Furthermore, it’s not safe without…protection. You can’t.”

He smiles fondly, so sickly, stupidly enchanted. With the moon just behind his head, framing it like a hazy halo, you might mistake him for an angel. His actions suggest he’s anything but.

Lifting his index finger to his lips, he shushes you. “In that case, let’s play pretend for tonight—just as we used to—and trap ourselves in a dream.”

Your refusal falls on deaf ears.

Hands crawl along the expanse of your body, feeling everything within reach. He’s overjoyed to behold you, to press down on the space between your legs and savor your staggered breaths. You plead with him all throughout it, begging him to cease now and he’ll be spared. But Jade can’t. If it kills him, he wants to have died knowing he was on cloud nine.

This has always been his dream.

For tonight, he is neither prince nor butler. For tonight, he is simply a monster—the same monster your maids warned you against when you were little: “That cursed child is no good. He will bring ruin to your father—to you, Your Highness. You must keep away, for a child of the sea is a child of destruction and agony.”

The same monster who looked on with a single golden eye, lying in wait like the perfect predator and wearing the skin of a human to hide his true identity. The same monster who took to training as if it were second nature, honing his skills as a butler and a bodyguard. Hardening a heart that has never had the capacity to care for anything other than himself and the ones who have since departed.

The same monster who loves the human he ought to hate, for it is your kind who hunt the waters he was conceived in. Who spear merfolk with harpoons and feast on their flesh and eggs like it’s a sacred delicacy. Who arrange their skeletons in aureate frames. Who mount their taxidermied tails to the wall.

The same monster who, in some distant fairy tale, could have been a king if not for the devastation of his family tree.

Dewy grass sticks to your skin. The scent of moist earth envelops you in its verdant embrace. Jade sinks in slowly, holding you down by your hips. You squirm and cry, but he persists. He could be cruel and callous, rut into you like an animal instead of a lover, but he refrains. He loves you too much, and that hurts more than any pain he could inflict on you.

You dig your nails into his shoulders. If they were sharper, you might have been able to tear through his uniform. Sweet, soft moans spill from pretty, plush lips. He kisses you, adoring the hold your walls have on him when he rolls his hips to fill you deeper.

“Jade… Jade, please,” you ramble, breathing hot and heavy in his ears. It’s musical, the way you sing for him through your tears. “Oh, please pull out. I—aah—can’t… We can’t. Please, Jade.”

Perhaps it would have been easier to hate you and your father—detest the kingdom who has rendered his home an aquatic graveyard. Surrounded in a garden of exotic blooms, Jade thinks that’s impossible. Love born from hate is thorny, impossible to quell once it’s come to fruition. It’s dug its roots into his heart and given way to the most fearsome flower.

He should have killed you. He should have held that pillow over your face all those years ago when he snuck into your bedroom, silent as a shadow. He should have, but he didn’t—couldn’t. And now he’s here, towering over you without the pillow. His hands stray towards your throat, but instead of an execution he drags you against his chest. He can’t.

Years later and he still can’t fulfill his one and only childhood dream.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, his eyes glittering. “How I wish you were as ugly as your heart…”

Raindrops spatter your face, a quiet downpour spilling from heterochromatic hues.

You fall apart beneath him, ruined in ways polite society would deem grossly impure.

Now we’re the same, Jade thinks, bowing his head when he reaches his peak. He groans lowly, his eyes squeezed shut. Monsters without homes.

Come morning, the palace is in a panic. The princess has vanished, seemingly whisked away into the night, and the only one who may have any information on her whereabouts has gone with her. Jade doesn’t worry.

No one will find you at the bottom of the sea, unrecognizable as a mermaid in an abandoned coral kingdom.

On his empty throne, he knows of no better place.

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere jade leech #yandere jade leech x reader #yandere jade x reader #yandere jade #n/sfw #tw: noncon #lunar love hotel 2023

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blues824 · 1 year

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Hello again! I don’t know if you remember me but I requested the Black Butler characters x Shinobu! Reader and came back to request another. If isn’t too much may I ask for a Morticia Addams! Reader for Malleus, Lilia, Azul, and the Tweels just imagine them with a Morticia! Reader with them being seductive, elegant, and very motherly. They take care of their carnivorous plants and can see the beauty behind everything.

Hello, again! Did you like the new Wednesday show? Because I loved it so much. Truly a work of art.

Azul Ashengrotto

Somebody’s blushing~ Nah but for real, the first time he saw you he fell hard and fast for you. You were just so elegant and kind, and so unusual compared to the other humans around NRC. You were able to see right through him and help him through his insecurities.

He finds it comforting for you to be there waiting for him after a long day of school and running the Mostro Lounge. You would walk with your arm in his as you looked like you were glowing in the moonlight.

The first time you brought your seductive side out to play, he was super flustered. He’s having trouble breathing, he feels very warm, the tweels are teasing the living heck out of him. He’s very overwhelmed. However, he can’t say that he dislikes it.

Once, when he went to visit you in Ramshackle (which you obviously feel right at home in) he saw you taking care of a few Venus Flytraps. It wasn’t unusual to see someone taking care of plants here, but to see you snatching a fly out of thin air and feeding it to the plant was definitely out of the ordinary.

It’s refreshing to see someone with such a positive outlook on everything. He tends to see things in a more negative light, so you brought a new perspective into his life. He returns the favor by getting you many gifts that remind him of you.

Jade Leech

The Gomez in this situation. When he looks into your eyes, all you can see is pure love and adoration. You both dance the nights away as you enjoy being close with each other. He thinks you’re absolutely beautiful as you both sway together.

It leaves a warm feeling in his heart when he sees you enter the Mostro Lounge and request to be seated in his section. Once you got your food (which he paid for), he would take his 15 minute break to spend time with you.

The first time you brought out your more seductive nature, he reciprocated it immediately. He would do the thing where he starts kissing your hand and slowly moves up. It makes others so envious because they wish they had a relationship (with you) like that.

You both have a green thumb and offer each other tips on how to allow your plants to flourish and thrive. You’ve gifted him a few Satan’s Bolete mushrooms and he’s given you Nightshade seeds. It gives you both a reason to visit each other often.

I would say he’s fairly positive. More so than his twin, at least. Of course, your positive view is more macabre than normal. Once, while you were dancing, a sparrow landed on a nearby branch and you whispered that it would make for a good trinket. He smiled, glad to finally find someone like him.

Floyd Leech

He would most likely call you ‘Dolphin’ because you’re graceful, intelligent, friendly, and most importantly… you have a darker side to you. Another thing he has noticed is that you're loyal to those you love.

Whenever he has to work a late shift at the Lounge, his bad mood is almost immediately lifted when you walk in the door. He will run over and give you a big squeeze, telling you about how much he missed you. You have a very strong pain tolerance, so only you can handle his hugs.

When you first start acting like your seductive self, he is both flustered and entertained. If he sees you being particularly affectionate, he will pull you into his lap where you both will act all lovey-dovey with each other.

As silly as it is, he gets jealous about how much attention you give your beloved plants. He will sit and pout as you whisper positive affirmations towards the Flytraps you love. Of course, once you finish, you turn around and start cooing at him lovingly and he just melts.

We all know that he has intense mood swings. However, whenever he’s with you and you’re giving him attention he remains happy and content. You’re the one he goes to whenever something upsets him, and sometimes you even come to him because you both have an emotional connection with each other.

Lilia Vanrouge

You both make a very playful couple. He immediately warms up to you as you do to him. You remind him of royalty: elegant and graceful, friendly and charming. Even Sebek is happy that the two of you found each other.

He loves trying to scare you because it never works. Instead, you put your hands on the side of his face and pull him in for a kiss. Since you do this every time, he makes it a point to try and ‘scare’ you at least twice a day.

He is mostly amused when you bring out your more seductive side. He smiles as you sit yourself on the arm of his chair and run your finger up his neck and move your face closer to his while whispering how much you absolutely love him. He leans even closer, whispering back. Your lips never meet, but it’s enough to make everyone else jealous.

He loves the concept of being a ‘plant parent’, so he will co-parent with you. You have a lovely bed of Nightshade, some Venus Flytraps, Hemlock, and a couple of Ghost Orchids. The orchids are especially valued as they are as odd as the both of you.

You both tend to be very positive. You even have the same macabre interests that you bring up. A lot of the others see you dancing together out of nowhere. No music, just enjoying the time spent in each other’s arms.

Malleus Draconia

The fact that you 1) aren’t scared of him and 2) are actually quite like him makes him fall so freaking hard for you. The chemistry between the two of you is unfathomable. You can just look into his eyes and he’d look back just lovestruck.

He loves to see you waiting for him to get Ramshackle for your nightly walks. He thinks you look absolutely divine underneath the moon’s pale glow. The things you say are very interesting as well. You have plenty of stories to share about your time with your family, and he has all the time in the world to listen.

Bringing out your seductive side can do one of three things: confuse him, amuse him, or make him flustered, sometimes all 3. If you use human ways of seduction, he will be confused. Thankfully, you had read up on dragon courting rituals. You would wear the emerald that is the heart of his horde as a necklace and would remain close to him at all times. Others would often see you with your arm in his.

He’s glad that you were able to find a hobby that wasn’t destructive. He’s surprised to see that Ramshackle was turned into a sort of greenhouse in itself. He’s also noticed that the plants at the normal greenhouse were thriving more than ever.

His view on the half-empty-half-full cup changes depending on what happens that day. However, when he’s with you, he can only see the half-full cup. You turn him into a puppy and he longs for you whenever you have to be away. The absolute look of adoration in your eyes puts anything to shame. The way you hold his face in your hands and he holds your waist as you both go in for a soft kiss brings a warm feeling to both of your cold hearts.

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ceruleancattail · 2 months

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i saw the flash sale and it's shopping time!!!

could i request a butler jade with a master who's trying to hide their feelings for him, but it's completely obvious they're head over heels in love, and jade is desperately failing at resisting their charm??

thank you sm ceruuu💕💕 get lots of rest okay!!!

Enchanting

Butler au

Butler Jade x reader

Jade would like to think he is no more then a normal butler. Serving his master in any way he could, walking forth as their chess piece. A servant has no purpose but to act as an extension of the one who commands them. He is but another tool at your disposal, another pair of hands, so to say.

Yet Jade finds acting as your hands rather difficult, especially when they’re reaching out to him.

Footfalls as soft as a feline’s, Jade’s gloved fingers press against the silver doorknob of a particularly elaborately decorated door. Rapping against the wood briskly, before gently easing the door open. Culinary rattle ever so slightly, shaking in the metal tray cradled into his chest. Clutching it tightly, Jade made his way into your room as silently as he could.

This was one of his duties, waking his beloved master and readying them for the day ahead. Oddly enough, he was specified for this duty in particular. No one else was allowed to wake the sleeping master of the house. Well, no one but him.

Chuckling softly, Jade set down the tray on your desk, carefully arranging everything once more. Skilled fingers darting in behind pieces of silverware, straightening everything out for your convenience. After all, no one wants to look at a mess, especially not as the first thing in the morning.

Glancing over to your slumbering form, a faint smile danced across his lips. You’re not the worst thing to see, first thing in the morning. Your face was relaxed, eyelids shut. Snoozing away on your pillows, in whatever pose your unconscious self found itself into the past night… it was an adorable sight, truly.

Part of Jade was rather reluctant to awaken you. You were sleeping oh-so-peacefully… it would be such a shame to wake you up. Goodness, if Jade could, he’ll gladly stare at your slumbering form for all time.

Jade supposes there was some truth to the fairy tales of the youth. Especially since Sleeping Beauty has seen fit to appear right before him. Unfortunately all fairy tales have to have an end, don’t they?

Kneeling down by your side, Jade tilts his head curiously. Taking in the image of your face, calm in slumber. His heartfelt apologises, master. He isn’t a dashing prince, but he’ll be the one waking you up again, today.

Gently tapping the side of your cheek, Jade cups it tenderly in his palm. Cooing your name ever so sweetly, every syllable honeyed. He repeats the process until your eyelids twitch, your body responding to his calls.

“Dear Master of mine. It’s time to get up, hm?”

Slowly, your eyes flicker open, blinking at him wearily. The moment he meets your gaze, Jade’s breath is momentarily lost. He has to take a breath, before composing himself perfectly once more. Goodness, how enchanting must you be? This isn’t good for Jade’s old, poor heart.

Seeing you awake, Jade attempts to redraw, taking his hand with him. Unfortunately, you don’t seem to have any intention of allowing him to leave. Seizing his hand in yours, your fingers slip right through his. Pressing his palm against yours, locking both of your hands in an embrace much like a lover’s.

“No.”

Jade blinks, surprised.

“What do you mean by that, master?”

You grunt, gaze still blurry from your slumber. You tug Jade’s hand under the blankets, clutching on tightly.

“Five more minutes.”

Jade tugs at his hand somewhat half-heartedly, a placid smile stuck on his lips.

“Very well. Shall I prepare your breakfast in the meantime?”

Your face peeks over the covers, the snow white sheets doing little to cover the rose-red blush spreading across your cheeks.

“No, I order you to stay right here.”

Chuckling softly, Jade resumes his position beside you, a cloy smirk dancing across his lips. Squeezing your hand playfully, Jade leans just a bit closer to you, a sultry purr slipping out of his lips.

“Hm? You order me to stay here? Forgive me, master. I don’t really see the practicality of this order of yours…”

You huff, the scarlet on your cheeks growing brighter then ever before.

“I… I want you here, Jade. Please? Stay with me.”

Goodness, why must you be so charmingly adorable? Keep looking at him with that loving gaze, and Jade might just finally find himself drowning in something for once. Drowning in his affections for you.

Reaching out to you with his free hand, Jade taps you on the nose lightly. Laughing as you scrunch it up in response, before he combs back your hair, stroking it gently.

“You’re rather needy, are you not, Master? However, I can’t say I dislike this part of you. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I, Jade Leech, will stay right by your side for as long as you desire.

Isn’t that right, my beloved master?”

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alastor-simp · 8 months

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Masterlist

This is my first time making a masterlist and I'm not much of a writer, but I will try my best. I do not accept requests rn

Started 08/28/23

Twisted Wonderland

Twisted Wonderland Zodiac Book (from my wattpad):

#1 - What Dorm Are You Staying At?

#2 - Who Becomes Your Best Friend?

#3 - Your Unique Magic?

#4 - Who Do You Have A Crush On?

#5 - Who Has A Crush On You?

#6 - Who Becomes Your Boyfriend?

#7 - What Part Of Your Body Does Your Boyfriend Love To Kiss

#8 - Which Dorm Do You Spend Halloween With?

#9 - Who Helps You Study For Exams?

Twisted Wonderland Would You Rather?

Would You Rather #1

Would You Rather #2

Would You Rather #3

Would You Rather #4

Would You Rather #5

Apologizing to Them Series:

Jamil Viper

Lilia Vanrouge

Silver

Floyd Leech

Epel Felmier

Riddle Roseheart

Kalim Al-Asim

Azul Ashengrotto

Leona Kingscholar

Them Apologizing to you Series:

Riddle Roseheart - Part 1 , Part 2

Vil Schoenheit

Ace Trapolla - Part 1 , Part 2

Azul Ashengrotto - Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3

Headcannons:

Dorm leaders with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Vice dorm leaders with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Azul Ashengrotto with a reader like "Uma" from Descendants

Leona comforting a crying reader

Calling Dorm leaders (minus Vil) Beautiful

Ruggie, Jade, Floyd and Lilia Reacting To The Reader Calling Them Beautiful

Lilia Vanrouge Catches Reader Cosplaying As Them

Watching a Horror Movie with Riddle, Leona, and Azul

Watching a Horror Movie with Kalim and Vil

Watching a Horror Movie With Idia and Malleus

Watching a Horror Movie with Floyd

First Years with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Cater, Ortho, Silver, Neige, Chenya, and Rollo Flamme with a reader who sings like "Ado"

Black Butler

Headcannons

Ciel and Sebastian react to reader who sings like “Ado"

Smash, Hug Or Pass

𝗛𝗮𝘇𝗯𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹

Sleeping on his Lap- Alastor x Reader

"Ticklish My Dear?" - Alastor x Reader

Dressing Up As Him - Alastor x Reader

Soothing Sounds📻🌧 - Alastor x Reader

Alastor with selectively mute reader series - Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 Finale

Horror Movie Night - Alastor x Reader

La Vie En Rose - Alastor x Reader

Caught In The Fluff - Angel Dust x Reader

Poison - Angel Dust x Powerful Female Overlord Reader : Part 1 , Part 2 , Epilogue (R-18 Smut Warning)

Sensitive Soul😔 - Alastor x Reader

Special Guest🎙 - Alastor x Singer Reader

Masquerade Ball🎭 - Alastor x Reader

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Hazbin Hotel Gang

I See No Fear In Your Eyes - Alastor x Reader

My My, Aren’t You Adorable - Alastor with Nezuko Kamado Reader

Burnt Out😞 - Alastor x Burnt Out Reader

Pocky Kiss Game😘 - Hazbin Hotel Gang x Reader

Such a Tease - Angel Dust x Fem Human Reader: Part 1

A What Now? - Alastor with Non-Binary Reader 💛🤍💜🖤

Bon Appétit! - Alastor x Fem Chef Reader

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Lucifer Morningstar, Cherri Bomb, Vox, and Valentino

Sickly Deer - Sick Alastor x Fem Reader

Female Demon Who Sings Like Japanese Singer "Ado" - Hazbin Hotel Gang : Part 1

Why? - Alastor x Powerful Female Overlord Reader : Part 1

Birthday Boy🥳 - Angel Dust x Female Reader Birthday Smut - Part 1

Enchanting Lullaby🧜‍♀️ - Insomniac Alastor x Sea Siren Reader

Caught in Her Web🕸 - Angel Dust x Zestial Daughter

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despairparfait · 1 year

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CHASING AWAY A BOYFRIEND. — j. leech.

i. SYNOPSIS. You introduced your boyfriend to your older brother, and as a result he ran for the hills. What, why are you looking at Jade like that for? No, it's nothing to do with him. It's your boyfriend's fault for being such a coward.

ii. PREMISE. jade leech x sibling!reader.

It was extremely obvious from the very moment that you walked in with said new boyfriend, that Jade was planning on being as relentlessly ruthless as he has been every time before. Despite Floyd being unable to attend the meeting until later on, and the ever-so-polite smile on his face, he very clearly had zero intentions of being welcoming to this new tide coming in.

As he held the lounge door open for you both, the most you could do was sigh once you made direct eye contact with him, noting the way his eyes momentarily flashed with a sinister glint. You could tell from the second-long observation alone that he was clearly going to enjoy the torment of this afternoon. He carefully consulted his work hours with Azul around this meeting, what else could scream that he's looking forward to this more than that?

You had warned your boyfriend in advance of the very.. specific and strange criteria of the ideal man that your brothers attempt to enforce, and how they can be extremely aggressive in their way of figuring out whether one fits it. But alas, being aware of this fact, and attending NRC so therefore being familiar with the danger that the twins pose, he insisted that he wished to meet them anyway. So really, with that stubbornness, there isn't very much more you could do to protect him from them. Or in this case, just Jade, who is definitely going to be twice as difficult to make up for Floyd's absence.

"It has been quite the long time since they've introduced a significant other to the family," The Octavinelle housewarden mused as he gently lowered a tray onto the table. Before perching himself down opposite, he was sure to hospitably pour a drink for you both. You kept a sharp watch on every little movement that he made, and it was thanks to that, did you notice the two teapots. Why two?

Your eyes narrowed as you watched him, every move looking so professional and calculated. Paired with the butler-like, welcoming smile which never left his features for even an instant, one would almost believe that he was genuine.

"So I must admit that I have been eagerly anticipating this meeting ever since it was first planned," It was then did you notice it. After setting your own expensive-looking china teacup down before you, the liquid an almost transparent vermillion which emitted steam with a fragrance that smelled positively intoxicating, he had laid the teapot back down and discarded it. Reaching for the other and proceeding to pour the second drink as if there were nothing to worry about. Placing it before the boy sat beside you, he sat down himself. Folding his hands together politely over the table as he smiled. "Though it's a shame that Floyd cannot be here to witness it, I'm sure this interaction is going to make my week."

As the boy beside you began to somewhat sheepishly respond to your brother's words, your gaze stayed on the two steaming cups presented neatly on the table between you. The two looked identical, from the color to the steam. Yet you know better than to merely shrug such a thing off, especially from Jade. So you raised your head, glancing around quickly for a momentary distraction.

"Well I don't come from anywhere as interesting as the sea, but—"

Leaning forwards comfortably and side-eying the next table, you sneakily twirled your finger before placing your attention back on Jade, who looked to be earnestly listening to what the boy had to say about himself. All his achievements in his two years in the Scarabia dorm, his family, his... financial situation? He seemed to be putting everything out and into the open.

Though attention was diverted when a large pop could be heard from somewhere close. The next table was where. Out of the blue, totally not the work of anybody's magic, and to the future stress of no particular octopus, somebody's drink had exploded. The pressure of the fizzy liquid being too much for the bottle to contain, and the cap shooting up quickly as drink began to spill. It had gained the startled look of the boy beside you long enough to swap the two teacups.

You were sure to shoot Jade the meanest glare, to which he merely shrugged his shoulders with that same closed-eye smile. As if to say: 'it was worth a shot', perhaps.

The situation with the neighboring table was calmed relatively quickly, and the conversation about how kind the Scarabia housewarden is continued. You listened in, reaching out for the tea which was likely dosed with something Jade found on the nearest mountain, and bringing it up to your nose to sniff. Upon noticing you do so and being reminded that it was there, your boyfriend did the same while continuing to chatter. You noted the nice smell, a sweet smell, a much more enticing aroma than the one which was yours before.

Daring to bring it to your lips, you took a cautionary sip. Eyes widening once you comprehended what your tastebuds had just graced. This... is just regular sweet tea? How could this be?

Peering up at Jade, you found the eel sitting there looking extremely smug. His eyes had darkened dangerously, teeth akin to knives on full display as he made eye contact with you. It was this expression which made you realize that you had lost, your moves were predicted long before the game was even in play. You lost, and everything you had bet now belongs to Jade.

"How do you like the tea?" His eyes shifted to your boyfriend, who was holding in a violent choke in an attempt to be polite. The expression that Jade was wearing, it scared him a lot. All sense of hospitality being dragged away by the current. "It's a special blend in the Leech family, you see. A particular favorite of my dear sibling here."

There was a long silence, before the boy suddenly stood from his seat. You stared at Jade in shock. "P-Please excuse me! I n-need the bathroom, I will be right back!"

"I can never have nice things..." You sighed, putting down the cup and leaning your cheek into your palm. They never do come right back, they only say that to be polite. Not to mention that if they were to, there would only be yet another method of deterrence a hundred times worse. "I never can, thanks to you two."

"Ehh you have us?" Practically on cue, a pair of arms wrapped around your upper body from behind, a familiar heavy weight leaning over your back. It was Floyd. "Right, Jade?!"

"Indeed you do," The other Leech twin replied, visibly proud of himself. "You have us both, do you not?"

"Wait, did I already miss it? Awww, I wanted to be the one to chase the sucker awayy..."

#ㅤㅤ( LIBRARY . . . mine ✮#jade leech #jade leech x reader #twst jade #twst sibling reader #sibling reader #twst imagines #platonic twst

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mystical-lemonade · 2 years

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Betrayed by a Friend

Warnings: Very vague mentions of violence. (It’s Floyd what do you expect)

Word count: 1,060

Pairings: Azul Ashengrotto x gn!reader, Jade Leech x gn!reader, Floyd Leech x gn!reader, Vil Schoenheit x gn!reader.

Azul knows how it feels to be betrayed by a friend

He knows it very well

So when his significant other comes into his office at Mostro Lounge and stumbles into his arms

Azul is deeply concerned for them

It’s very rare for Azul to see anyone crying as hard as you were in this moment

But as the ever benevolent young man he is Azul is more than happy to just let you sob in his arms for however long you need

He’d rub your back gently and press soft kisses to your head

Once Azul was confident you were breathing consistently and tears were quietly rolling down your cheeks

Instead of the rasping and irregular breaths you were taking while sobbing your poor heart out

Azul would gently ask what happened

Hands cupping your cheeks, wiping your tears away with his thumbs

His forehead pressed to yours

When you do manage to convey to him that you got betrayed by someone you considered a friend

Azul is immediately plotting a murder

Logically he knows he can’t actually kill somebody because they made his significant other cry

But emotionally? Azul wants nothing more than to have to call in that favour the Leech twin’s father owes him

Instead of voicing those desires, Azul settles for continuing to hold you to his chest

Telling you that it’s okay if you need to cry more, that he’s here for you. No matter how long it takes for you to start feeling better.

Somehow manages to get you a glass of water without even moving from his spot beside you

It even has a cute little bendy straw that looks like a heart! (It’s his favourite gag gift the leech twins ever gave him, but don’t tell either of the tweels)

Jade had been trying to subtly warn you about the person you called a friend

He has ears in the walls all across campus so Jade had a suspicion about what was upcoming

That doesn’t mean he is rude to you about this topic

Really all he does is try and hint that perhaps this friend isn’t as kind as they would have you believe

So when this friend does inevitably betray you, Jade is right there beside you

Ready and willing to offer you comfort

While he’s not quite as tactile as his brother when it comes to his affections

Jade is more than happy to wrap you up in his arms and embrace you as you cry

He’ll even offer you a clean handkerchief from his breast pocket

Jade will remain by your side for as much time as you need him to

He’d definitely rub your back gently as you cried against his chest

Would get you a tall glass of cool water so you don’t get dehydrated

He’s more than happy to spend the day acting as if he was your butler, tending to your every need

Eventually Jade manages to lull you into having a nap

Probably having told you something along the lines of ‘you’ve had such a rough day, don’t you think you deserve some rest Dearest. Sleep, I’ll take care of everything else’

After you’ve fallen asleep Jade calmly walks to Mostro Lounge and immediately begins preparing for the arrival of a special guest

Jade would intimidate charm his way into your former friend’s dorm to pick them up

So he bring them back to Mostro Lounge for the extra special evening he prepared for the two of them

People tend to overlook Jade’s violent tendencies due to Floyd being more obvious

But after an evening in Jade’s care, it is all but guaranteed your former will never overlook or forget them again

Floyd does his absolute best to cheer you up when he sees you crying

Telling you funny stories

Offering up snacks and beverages to you

Squeezing you (gently), close to his chest

Kissing your tears away as they roll down your cheeks

But if Floyd can’t get you to talk to him at all in the first 5-10 minutes he’s with you?

Floyd will kinda just set you down

Somewhere he knows would be a comfortable place to sit

And then he’d just leave you

Because as much as Floyd loves his precious Jelly-kun

He also doesn’t have the temperament or attention span to sit with someone while they cry

However Floyd gladly takes care of that filthy guppy who betrayed you

After he finds out about it of course

If you can’t tell him yourself Azul will gladly spill the beans

Thus begins Floyd’s new mission of the week

Making your former friend’s life a living hell

First Floyd would start by following them around silently

Never making a move to hurt them, but just letting them know

He’s watching them always

Then when Floyd gets bored of making the paranoid he’d promptly break as many of their bones as he could

Vil’s first priority is to get you to stop crying

It is his one singular goal

Everything else can come later

Right now, he wants you to stop crying

So he will do absolutely everything it takes for him to succeed.

He’d wipe your tears away with a handkerchief made from a silk and cotton blend

Only the best for his Sweet Potato

Vil gladly offers you hugs and cuddles if that’s what you require

Would pet your hair and back if it helped

Definitely would allow you to cry into his shoulder

As long as you don’t have any dark makeup on, of course

He’d hate for the lovely matching pyjamas you got for the two of you to become stained

When he does get you to calm down enough he can understand you

Vil is pissed

It isn’t easy to get Vil to lose any and all respect he has for a person

Not only are they being a back stabbing bitch? But one that hurts the people that love them? On purpose!?

That’s just about the fastest way one could achieve that

So needless to say Vil is definitely going to be giving that former friend of yours the cold shoulder permanently

And you know what they say about Vil, he’s truly a trend setter worldwide

Soon the person will feel as lost and abandoned as you felt in the moment they betrayed you.

Hello Dears, this post is actually one that I dedicate to a person who is going through a tough time right now. Hope you’re doing better now sweetheart <3

In other news, Jupiter is an idiot who forgot that I had this written. Whoops

Anyway if you enjoyed reading this post and want to read more from me please check out previous wishes, or make a wish of your own.

Sincerely, Jupiter

#twisted wonderland #disney's twisted wonderland #disney twst #twisted wonderland azul #twst azul #azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland jade #twst jade #jade leech #twisted wonderland floyd #twst floyd #floyd leech #twisted wonderland vil #twst vil #vil shoenheit #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland gn reader

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edajcheel · 1 year

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Lol... Considering the amount of likes I've got... Which I did not expect, y'all boosted my motivation so much. I've been thinking... Should I give y'all out a new snack???

#Sebastian Michaelis #Sebastian Michaelis x Reader #Black Butler #Sebastian Michaelis x Reader X Jade Leech #Twisted Wonderland #Jade Leech #Floyd Leech #Leech twins x Reader #Jade Leech x Reader #Floyd Leech x Reader #Jade Leech x Reader X Floyd Leech

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demonichikikomori · 2 years

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Terrarium Trap

Jade Leech x AFAB!Reader

Word Count Tumblr: 1.1k+

↜(╰ •ω•)╯ψ It's Your Darling Devil!! <3 <3 <3 Inspiration was taken from this post!! I know Jade loves doing service, dude, his whole aesthetic is him being a butler?? Please, that man is a slut. He claims how you lead him into such temptations like him wanting to PLEASURE YOU is actually YOUR FAULT!! Crazy I know shout out to society. <3 <3 <3

Tags: 'Clitwarming'/Tears/Begging

You had tears trailing down your face as you let out a weak sob. You clutched a large glass jar with shaky hands as you stared at the pale yellow seashells and small gemstones glittering, partially buried in bone colored sand. It was a terrarium made inside of a clear cookie jar, far bigger than ones you usually would find in Jade Leech’s collection. You turned your head towards the window, tears dripping onto the silk pillow beneath you. It was storming outside of Octavinelle, at least, there was the illusion of a dark storm. Perhaps Jade had cast a spell to ease your nerves with the soft pitter patters of rain pelted against the window of the Leech’s dorm. You rested the large and quite heavy terrarium against your chest, obstructing a teal headed student from your view. “Jade… Please… M’Sorry…” You cried out, sniffling and whimpering as you felt the tip of his tongue twirl over your clit. His razor-like teeth playfully scratching over the swollen folds of your pussy as he let out a bubbly laugh. The vibrations caused you to tremble in his mouth, feeling your juices start to leak once again. Jade seemed to stop only for a second, releasing your clit from his mouth as he nosily sucked and lapped away your honey. You squirmed, careful of the terrarium you were forced to hold onto as Jade grabbed you by the hips, flicking his tongue over your hole before pulling away. You could feel his eyes scanning you over, he must be admiring you again. You couldn’t take much more. You were gasping and whining, sweat was dripping down the side of your face as you looked for ways to escape.

But it was far too late for you.

“Don’t drop that terrarium of mine… Or you’ll be picking up each grain of sand one by one.” He threatened in a husky voice as his lips pressed against your aching clit. Your body had grown excited to receive his attention once more. You wanted to curse yourself for letting this happen. It all started when you poked your nose around the twins shared dorm, becoming enamored by the many colorful glass terrariums on Jade’s shelves. One slip of the finger and crash! A very pretty terrarium had shattered as the owner walked in, catching you there surrounded by glass, stones, shells and sand. You offered to pay for it but he claimed that his terrariums held value beyond Madol. Certainly nothing you could afford to pay him back for. And now, you were laid in his bed, crying out and apologizing as Jade continued toying away with your sensitive body. His gloved hands rested on your sweaty thighs, keeping them parted for easier access. You wanted to take this stupid terrarium and smash it over his head for refusing to hear your sobs.

“Oh, are you feeling the weight of your crime now? My poor terrarium that was carelessly knocked to the floor… Floyd gifted me that jar you know. Shall I make you apologize to him as well?” Jade warned and you felt your chest tighten with anxiety. If Jade was getting you this worked up, you were sure Floyd wouldn’t be so kind. You shook your head, sweaty hands slipping against the glass jar as you choked back another sob. Jade’s long tongue rolled over your folds as he captured your clit into another chaste kiss. At this rate you were sure you would faint, maybe your soul would leave your body. You could feel sweat and slick pooling beneath you, staining the soft sheets below as you trembled with want. “I am only teasing angel fish, honest.” He purred and pulled away, sitting up to place his gloved hands on the glass jar. “I‘m not sure if I could ever share such faces with Floyd, although I cherish him dearly.” Jade spoke in a quite tone as he lifted the heavy jar off of you, staring at your trembling figure with glowing eyes. The jar was placed carefully on the floor beside the bed as Jade slotted himself between your thighs. You were soaked, staining his pants and you could feel how hard he was against you. You rolled your hips with a soft moan, begging for friction. For release. Anything at this point.

A gloved hand pressed against your stomach as if Jade was silently reminding you that he was in charge. “Now, now. You’ll be allowed to cum. Are you sorry for what you did?” He asked and you furiously nodded, tears pricked at your eyes again. “M’Sorry…” You whispered as Jade’s hand slipped down your stomach and between your legs, his middle finger was rubbing against your clit in agonizingly slow circles. Your thighs were shaking and you could feel a gush of warmth as Jade laughed softly. “Are you truly sorry?” He asked and pulled the hand away, his gloved fingers were wet from your slick as you nodded again. “I’m sorry… I’m really sorry Jade…” You cried. You started to hiccup, tears were rolling down your face as you tried choking back more of your sobs. You had been reduced to a pathetic and sniffling state, listening to the glove being removed and tossed to the floor. The feeling the bare hand return to rub over your clit as Jade ducked between your legs once again. Your legs were thrown over Jade’s shoulders as he continued to tease you, his warm breath ghosted over your dripping folds and you felt the air catch in your throat as he peppered kisses against your pearl. “I forgive you.” He whispered and began lapping at your hole, tasting the flowing juices as your threw your head back with a moan. “Accidents tend to happen.” His tongue darted inside and your walls clenched around the soft muscle, your toes curling so hard you swore you would be cramping later. With a few more circles against your clit and the flex of his tongue inside of you, you came.

Waves of ecstasy rolled over you as you shook against Jade, legs parted wide and heels digging into the merman’s back. His tongue drank up everything he could swipe over with swift flicks of his tongue. You were sticky, sweaty, and tired. Listening to the soft pitter patter of rain as you laid in bed. Jade stayed still for only a few seconds before poking his head from between your thighs to look at you. He was grinning. “I’ll have to take this as a form of apology more often. Don’t you agree?” He asked with a hum as you started to frown.

You weren’t sure if you could survive a second round of that.

All done!! This one was meant to be short and it was very fun to write!! The Devil Loves You!! <3

#jade leech smut #twst wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech x reader smut #jade leech #jade x y/n #jade x reader #jade leech twst #jade leech x mc

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sleekervae · 8 months

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Past Lives [1.8]

Masterlist

A/N: *Commence adorable flashback sequence*

Warnings: delinquency, nothing major

The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving behind a canvas of warm hues that gradually melted into the deep indigo of the night sky. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying with it the scent of blooming flowers and distant laughter. It was a hot summer night, and the city was alive with the magic that only such nights could bring.

In the heart of downtown Toronto, the streets were lined with charming cafes and quaint boutiques. Strings of twinkling lights hung above the sidewalks, casting a soft, golden glow on the bustling pedestrians. The night had drawn people out of their homes, and the energy in the air was palpable.

The night was alive with sensory delights. An ice cream truck parked at the corner beckoned to families with children, the promise of sweet relief from the lingering heat. The scent of freshly baked goods wafted from a nearby bakery, tempting even those who had just finished dinner.

As the night deepened, the stars above became more pronounced, scattered across the velvety sky like scattered diamonds. The distant sound of a train's horn added a touch of nostalgia, a reminder of the city's history and connection to the railway.

As the clock ticked on, the temperature began to dip, offering relief from the day's sweltering heat. Yet, the warmth of the night continued to envelop the city, inviting people to linger a little longer, to savor the fleeting moments of the summer.

All of this provided cover for eighteen-year-old Jade; mousy, slender and unassuming, one wouldn't notice her in the dark. She surveyed the chain link fence and the expanse of the park, security wasn't out tonight.

Behind her, nineteen, just about twenty-year-old Austin bit nervously at his lip, rubber necking around, his nerves getting the better of him as he foolishly followed his friend. He was excited, but apprehensive.

"I can't believe you talked me into this shit," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Jade turned back to him, her usually long hair tied in a messy bun atop her head. Her eyes twinkled with excitement, "C'mon, I do this all the time. It'll be fun,"

She gave him a little wink as she produced a pair of wire cutters from her backpack. The metal strands of the fence yielded under the pressure, creating a small gap just wide enough for them to slip through. She crawled through first, slithering like a snake without hesitation. She dusted off her knees, motioning for Austin to follow.

Heart racing, Austin squeezed through the opening, his pulse pounding in his ears. Jade bent down to help pull him up. Once inside, the world around them transformed. The pool area was shrouded in shadows, the water reflecting the pale glow of the moon, like liquid silver.

They exchanged a triumphant grin before kicking off their shoes and peeling off their clothes to reveal their bathing suits. The cool, dew-kissed grass felt refreshing against their feet as they approached the edge of the pool.

"Last one in's a goober," Jade teased, her voice a hushed but excited whisper.

"What are you -- eight?" he asked, amused nevertheless.

"Come on!"

Austin rolled his eyes, a laugh bubbling from his lips. Without another word, they took a running leap and plunged into the water. The shock of the coolness enveloped them, stealing their breath momentarily. But as they resurfaced, the thrill of their spontaneous adventure surged through their veins.

They swam side by side, their movements fluid and effortless. The water felt like a secret they had unlocked—a hidden world they now shared. The pool's stillness magnified the sound of their laughter, echoing off the tiles and fading into the night.

As they floated on their backs, gazing up at the stars, Jade whispered, "And you doubted me"

"Okay, okay I admit, this is awesome," he corrected, a playful grin tugging at his lips as he turned to her, "You're pretty awesome,"

Jade's heart fluttered, thankful for the darkness lest the moon reveal the deep blush in her cheeks. She was keeping herself together for the most part, half naked with her friend in a public pool, so close to him. It was rebellious, scandalous; if her mother knew what she was doing she'd certainly keel over. All she told her was that she was hanging out with Austin, and she was lucky that her mom liked him.

"I know," with that, she turned over and dove back under the surface.

Austin didn't do stuff like this. He was usually the quieter type, didn't make waves, kept his head down and worked his butt off. If his agent found out what they were doing, he would surely be eaten alive. But right now he didn't care: filming was long and tedious, the heat was unbearable sometimes. So when Jade had suggested they break into the city public pool, he was skeptical. But he ought to have known better than to doubt her, she brought him so far out of his shell.

Hours slipped by, and the two friends lost track of time in the embrace of the water. Eventually, shivers began to run through their bodies, a sign that the late-night swim was coming to an end.

Reluctantly, they pulled themselves out of the pool, water droplets shimmering on their skin like liquid diamonds. They wrapped themselves in towels they had brought along and settled on the edge of the pool, catching their breath.

"You wanna do this again?" Jade asked, a coy smile on her face.

Austin nodded in agreement, a contented expression on his face. "Yeah, but maybe next time during the day and without the whole breaking-in thing,"

Jade rolled her eyes, nudging his shoulder, "You're such a baby,"

"No, I just don't want to get arrested," he pointed out.

"Fair," she nodded, "You're too pretty to go to jail, anyway. You might end up becoming somebody's girlfriend,"

They shared a laugh, their bond stronger than ever as they sat there, savoring the serenity of the night and the memory of their daring midnight dip.

Jade had often thought back to that night; it was a memory she cherished most. Her youth was a cluster of impulsive, stupid decisions, wishful thinking, and stars in her eyes when she thought about her future. She had so much hope for herself back then, so many plans and things she had wanted to do.

She had been nursing a crush on Austin for a while, whether or not she had wanted to admit it to herself was a whole other can of worms. When Jade had embraced her knack for song writing, only then did her feelings truly reveal themselves. The music she was writing was wistfully romantic, imagining incredibly luscious, fantastic adventures that she could only dream of.

Her first major hit, 'Roman Holiday', captured all of that. However, Jade soon realized the damage she had done to herself when she was writing that song. It was clear when she read over it that she was writing about Austin, and by that time he was already getting settled in his new relationship. She didn't release it for a while, fearing people would figure her out, call her out for her crush. Though the moment she did, it was clear that nobody really gave a shit about who it was about more than what it was about.

That song, and much of her first album helped spearhead the iconic 2013-14 Tumblr era. The subculture of being funky and weird and a passionate poet was in and it definitely helped boost Jade's music career.

Of course, Jade was older now; she was a little wiser. And her song writing looked quite different, or so her producer, Zakk, mentioned. They were listening to the very raw recordings of Jade's progress. She had a few solid tracks she was confident in, 'Evergreen' being one. Being back in Toronto, with her family and in familiar surroundings pushed her to sit on her reflections, some more uncomfortable others.

"I think I felt God strike me from the top Humbled my ass real quick I thought I had it all, but it went wrong Felt like an acid trip Bite my tongue, right my wrongs But I don't wanna deal with it"

Her voice floated beautifully along with the soft chords of her guitar, and Zakk nodded his head approvingly to the music.

"'Cause no one gives a damn shit less you're dead Or you're seventeen, an overnight prodigy, Everyone could care less 'til you're dead Or you're sеventeen, I wanna be evеrgreen"

Zakk had worked on a couple of Jade's previous albums, attuned to her unique and alternative sound, as well as her writing style. He watched her grow as an artist and a visionary, and he couldn't have been more proud to see her progress now.

"Damn," he finally responded when the demo ended. They had spent the last ten minutes reviewing her recordings, and Jade had her heart in her throat as she awaited his critiques. 'American Whore' was definitely in the running to be on her album.

"What do you think?" she asked tentatively.

He was silent at first, mulling over her sounds, her stories, "I think you've never been more honest in your writing, and I fucking love it," he told her, grinning like a proud father despite the fact that they were the same age.

She let out a collective sigh, relieved, but still apprehensive, "What would you say if I told you the label wants an album by the end of the year?"

Zakk's smile fell; he rolled his eyes, closed the laptop and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was often dismayed by corporate deadlines, no matter whether it was his bosses, hers, or society. He lived by the golden rule that you simply couldn't rush art.

"Do you think you'll be ready by then?" he asked her.

She shook her head, "Not at all,"

"Thank I say 'get fucked'. We're gonna' take our time," he decided, "And if they have a problem, they can come kiss my ass,"

"Classy," Jade nodded back.

Zakk rolled away from the desk and towards his switch board, "How many are fully written? Let's get some acapella done today and it'll set the course for your sound," he turned to her, "Is there a particular sound you're going for?"

She shrugged back, "Nothing super cohesive, yet. I got two slow ballads, two alt tracks and a classic rock song," that last one, 'Butterflies', was another particular favourite of hers. It was bombastic, fast paced, serving as an antonym for its title and expressed the anger she had kept bottled up within her.

Zakk paused, running through her demos in his head as he turned to her, puzzled, "You have two ballads?" he could recall 'American Whore', he couldn't recall the other one.

Jade realized she'd let it slip; she was still undecided on 'Little Death'. -- at least, that was the working title -- and she hadn't played it for Zakk. Mainly because -- and much to her chagrin -- it was about Austin; and she wasn't sure she should be incorporating him so much into her album.

"... Yeah," she admitted, "It's a love song,"

Zakk chuckled under his breath, "Didn't you tell me a few months ago you were swearing off love songs?"

She averted her gaze to her boots, "Yeah... well... you could say I got inspired,"

"Do you want to play it?" he asked her, trying to gauge her mood, "You know I don't care who it's about -- even if it's about anybody,"

"I know. But this isn't gonna' be a love album, anyway," she pointed out.

He scoffed back, "Call me cynical, but all the best love songs -- truly great love ballads -- tend to come from the albums not trying for love. They just feel it. You have the demo?"

She shook her head. He rolled back over to the desk, "What about the actual song? You have that on you?"

She nodded then, "... You want me to play it?"

"Is the pope catholic?"

Jade sighed heavily, her limbs suddenly felt very heavy. Nevertheless she grabbed the guitar he had hanging off his wall, got comfy with it on her lap and took some tentative strokes of the strings. If there was one thing she had to credit Zakk for, it was his persistence. He sometimes had to wrangle music out of her, more often than not the stuff she was afraid to play, that showed her vulnerabilities, was the stuff that garnered the most success. She took a deep breath as she began to sing the first few lines,

"I would drown in your holy water Got a taste, now I'm going under And let the world just fade away Treat me bad like no one's daughter Body bag, baby I'm a goner And let it all just fade away,"

She couldn't help her voice shaking as she sang, the guitar chords memorized in her fingers as she hit every note, every melody with perfection.

"Just put your hands around my throat Ain't been to heaven but I'm close Your love is a murder Your love is a murder I'll let you touch me sweet and slow Just take my body and my soul Your love is a murder Your love is a murder"

Zakk sat back in awe, taking in her everything. He noted how she kept her eyes closed, letting herself become lost in the story she was weaving, reliving every word that passed her lips.

"In your bed just the way that God made me Cover me up, baby, just lay me In the dirt 'til I'm pushing up daisies, You got a dark side and it don't phase me Cover me up, baby, just lay me In the dirt 'til I'm pushing up daisies,"

The last twang of the guitar faded out peacefully, and Zakk's silence weighed heavily on Jade. She was apprehensive about this song, not only for Austin, not to stay "on theme", but because it felt a little too personal. She hadn't felt this way since writing 'Roman Holiday'.

Zakk began to smile, "That's clearly for somebody," he noted.

She scoffed back, "You just said you didn't care," she pointed out.

"I don't. But every time you lose yourself in a song -- like you just did -- you're reliving something special. It's beautiful, Jade," he replied.

She sloughed back in her seat, letting the guitar rest agains the desk. She was mad because Zakk was right, her mind raced to the same place over and over whenever she played that song. His house, his bed sheets, his warm chest, dark eyes, the smell and the vibe. Austin was everything in this song; whether she liked it or not, he was penetrating every part of her, killing her slowly. So 'Little Death' seemed like an appropriate working title; straight up 'Murder' was another. It would certainly push her love for paradoxes.

"I'm glad you like it," was all she'd said.

Austin had never been happier to receive a phone call than when he had Callum's. He'd flown into town for a new project, but he was more than happy to make time for his friend. Of course, the one place he knew he had to take him was Santa Monica Pier.

The scent of cotton candy and freshly baked treats wafted from the snack stalls, tempting passersby with sweet indulgence. The colorful blur of a Ferris wheel spun against the backdrop of the ocean, its brightly lit capsules carrying passengers high above the water, providing sweeping views of the coastline.

At the end of the pier, the iconic Santa Monica Pier sign stood tall, a symbol of a timeless connection between land and sea. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the sky painted a masterpiece of warm oranges and deep purples, casting a tranquil aura over the bustling scene.

"Boys in the Boat?"

"Yeah. Never quite taken to boating, but if George Clooney's directing, I'll learn how to tame a lion if he asks," It was clear Callum wasn't used to the West coast heat, even in February as he fanned himself off with the neck of his shirt. Austin meanwhile was unbothered, the only show of the heat was the thin film of sweat dotting at his forehead.

Austin simpered, "I don't see him working on the Greatest Showman sequel, I think you're safe," he replied.

"Reckon so," he said, "Did Tarantino ever ask you to do anything crazy?"

"Riding a horse," he replied, "My first day, I didn't even have one leg up before he threw me off,"

"Fucking hell," Callum laughed, "Tell me you landed arse-first?"

"... Sure,"

"Ah well," he shrugged, "You looked cool anyway. What else is new with you?

"Nothing, really," he wiped the sweat from his brow as he spoke.

Callum cocked a brow, "Nothing? You bought yourself a house, didn't ya? Settle back into life? Reconnect with friends?"

"Oh sure, I did all of that," he replied.

"No girlfriends?"

He shook his head, blinded momentarily by the glare of the busker's trumpet in the sunlight, "Afraid not,"

"Well, that's a shame," he marvelled, "What about Florence's friend?"

"Jade?" he said her name a little too quickly, licked the salt off of his lips, "She's just my friend,"

Callum gave him a wanton look, incredulous, "Not what those pictures said," he pointed out.

"You believe everything you read?" Austin scoffed back.

"I believed the little pep in your step you had when you came back to the table," he replied.

"We've been friends since we were teenagers,"

"Mate, you went home with her. Raff was bloody steaming!"

Austin shook his head, relenting finally, "Alright, so I kissed her,"

"Just once?" Callum smirked.

"... In public, anyway,"

His English counterpart laughed, "Aye, nice mate!"

Austin chuckled under his breath, "Keep that to yourself," he pleaded.

"Of course!"

They stopped along the railing, gazing out at the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean, where the horizon seemed to stretch endlessly. Seagulls soared overhead, their cries merging with the distant music and the waves below.

Callum turned to him, perching his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose, "Mathilda's coming out in a couple weeks, maybe we ought to double date? She always wanted to see Disney Land," he suggested.

As lovely as that sounded, Austin shook his head, "We're not together in that sense," he said.

"In what sense is it, then?" Callum asked.

"No strings attached," Austin replied bluntly.

"That was her idea?"

"How do you know it wasn't mine?"

Callum glowered, "Because you've been looking miffed since we've been talking about her. What's eating you?"

Austin shook his head, keeping his eye on the rippling sea below, "I think I wanna' attach some strings,"

"And she doesn't?"

Austin didn't know how else to explain, other than to start from the beginning. He swore Callum to secrecy, of course. He talked about their situation, Jade's reservations about relationships, the music she was writing, revealed how equally jealous and disappointed he was when he found out about Jade's date. Callum was at a loss for words at first, he could picture this very scene playing out in some corny romance movie. Though it was clear on Austin's face that this wasn't a joke or a post-method phase he was going through. He had fallen for Jade, he seemed to deflate as soon as he'd finished talking.

Callum gave a low whistle, "Shit. That's a lot,"

"Yep,"

"Dating's complicated enough when you're a normal person. Tack on fame, fortune, and the eternal curse of everybody nabbing a piece off'a you, it's near impossible," he mulled.

"No kidding,"

"Does Jade know how you feel?"

"Doubtful," he huffed, "I don't want to put that kind of pressure on her, she's got a lot going on,"

"Sure, but so do you. And if you have time to have an existential crisis over this, then I'm sure she does, too," Callum pointed out.

Austin scoffed, "I'm not having a crisis,"

"If we had pints between us, I'd bet yours would be bone dry by now," he replied, "Look, there's no harm in trying, neither in being honest. If you want her, you should tell her. You should tell her all you’ve been feeling and then ask her how she’s been feeling too. How she feels about what you told her. She can't read your mind, you know?"

Austin nodded, "I know. Even I don’t know what’s going on with me half the time. And if I lose her, then she's gone forever. I don't wanna' jeopardize what we got, already,"

Callum tutted, "You're thirty, Austin,"

"And?"

“And you need to be a man. You want her, right? You want this to work?”

“Yes, if she wants it, too,” the younger man confirmed.

“That’s already something, isn’t it?” Callum encouraged him.

Again, Austin nodded.

"I suggest that you reflect on it a little. Think about how you feel when you were with her, when you took a pause, when you were without her. Now, I'm not saying it would be easy, but there are things you guys are gonna' have to compromise on. Be realistic. Make them small things, just two or three. Show her that you care, reach out. That’s all it takes to make a conversation work. I’m sure she'll appreciate the effort,” he moved his hand to Austin's shoulder, “And remember to ask her what she doesn’t like. Be empathetic. Suggest improvements for the both of you. That’s what women appreciate: empathy,”

Austin blinked back, ideas spinning as Callum's words echoed in his ears. He started to smile, and Callum became excited.

"You got an idea?" he asked.

"I got a couple," he nodded.

"Good,"

Soon enough the sun began to set, bathing the pier in a warm red glow. People equally funnelled in and out of the board walk, the noise heightening, the heat began to die down.

Austin shoved his hands into his pockets, his thumb brushing anxiously against his phone screen, "You still wanna' do the hike tomorrow?"

"Nah, I can't," Callum shook his head, "Forgot, I have a thing,"

Austin glanced at him curiously, "Just like that?"

"Just like that," he nodded, "... I can think of someone else who might wanna' go," Austin laughed to himself, "What's funny?"

"Jade never really liked hiking,"

Callum simpered, "Something tells me she might tough it out for you,"

It had been a couple of days since Jade and Austin had spoken. He had told her Callum was in town and she wanted to give him his space with his friend. More than anything, she figured it would be best for her to start distancing herself from Austin, their last in-person conversation continuing to float in the recesses of her brain.

So, she was quite surprised when he had phoned her that afternoon. She was clicking through designers that Cam had sent her, needing her to pick out a dress for the Batman premiere. She would have to jet out to New York in a couple of weeks, but truth be told she wasn't as excited as she should've been. Nevertheless, she picked up Austin's call.

"Hey,"

"Hey," even through the speaker, his voice was like liquid gold, "Whatcha' doing?"

"I'm tablet shopping for gowns," she replied, trying not to sound too disinterested.

"Oh? For the Batman premiere, or just for fun?" he asked.

"A little of both," she admitted, "What're you doing?"

"I just got home, I was at the pier today," he replied.

"Santa Monica?"

"Mhm,"

"Beautiful," her eye suddenly caught on a long, slinky black gown, the skirt near completely see through. She was intrigued, "How's Callum?"

"He's good, he says hi," he replied, "We were supposed to hang out tomorrow, but he's got a thing,"

"That's too bad," Jade tapped on the Michael Costello dress, only half listening at the moment, "You gonna' take the day off?"

"Yeah. But I was wondering if you were free tomorrow?" he asked suddenly.

She paused at that, "Um... yeah! Yeah, I got nothing going on," she replied, "What did you wanna' do?"

He inhaled sharply before he spoke, the idea taking Jack aback a little, "You like hiking?"

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